Smadj’s roots cross many continents; African Tunisian through his forefathers and French through his childhood, he masters both the oud and computer sound engineering programs. Joining him on this special project is German born, Greek bred, Turkish Orhan Osman with his faithful companion, the Bouzouki, and clarinetist Savas Zurnaci who channels the heavens above with each note he plays. Together these virtuosos discover the mellifluous rhythms and grooves they produce with their spontaneous jamming. Musicians with a flair for the unexpected, a new sound is added into the mix—the electronic fasil—thrusting the musicians into the throes of ecstasy, transporting us to the elusive state of happiness through their art.

Poets and musicians seek happiness to share with their peers. Happiness, that transient state, to tear bits of eternity out of life. The musician, if he’s being honest; is both a poet and a traveler. Man-made laws can’t change anything—poetry knows no boundaries. Turkish music is sought after or shunned by three continents, and it never ceases to accommodate other influences. Yet it never stops being itself. This is what attracts poets to Istanbul; the assurance that they will hear plenty and the promise they’ll sing a tune or two. Like Turkey, Smadj’s roots cross many continents; African Tunisian through his forefathers and French European through his childhood. Smadj forged his education by exploring the musical resources of these two poles. Delving into the rich musical traditions of the Orient by learning to play the Oud, and exploring the modern technological advancements of the West by mastering computer sound engineering programs. Drawn to Istanbul, Smadj soon found two kindred spirits with whom he could make music. German born, Greek bred, Turkish Orhan Osman with his faithful companion, the Bouzouki, and clarinetist Savas Zurnaci who channels the heavens above with each note he plays as he wanders around the world in the footsteps of his gypsy ancestors. Smadj brings these virtuosos together, discovering with their spontaneous jamming the mellifluous rhythms and grooves they produce because of their innate understanding of one another.

The encounter proves to be exceptional, especially because of rich tones provided by talented peers. Together, they invite us to dream, invite us to dance. Musicians with a flair for the unexpected, a new sound is added into the mix—the electronic fasil—thrusting the musicians into the throes of ecstasy, transporting us to the elusive state of happiness through their art. Reminding us that we must never forget that poets are always right.